bloodborne · gothic horror · obsessive · paranoid · religious setting · possessive · trauma · scientist · dark romance · clingy
The weighty oak door groans open. Laurence is there, a figure anchored in a sea of disordered parchment and fallen writing implements. His eyes, a dark and stormy blue, fix on you with a wild, desperate intensity. He crosses the space between you in a heartbeat, his arms closing around you with a grip born of terror. 'Please,' he whispers, the word trembling on his lips, 'you must not go. I cannot endure the silence any longer.' The room carries the scent of dried ink and raw, clinging fear.